Museums, Beach Volley and More Food Stories

Hej!

After a change of plans I ended up going to the museums in Gammlia (just past the university) with Hugh, Hannah, Lyndsey, Ryan, and Sarah where I discovered that Swedish museums are much cooler than American museums. You get to play with things here. For instance, there was a small tunnel that (for all the Swedish I know) didn't really say what it was for or where it went (when I say tunnel I mean 24 inch drainage pipe). I crawled through it and it ended up coming into this teeny tiny room that I couldn't sit up in and there were small windows that made you think you were underwater with fish and all. Then there was a second tunnel in this small room that went to another room (everything was dark so you couldn't really tell where you were going, but so cool) and then a third tunnel that took you back into the exhibit area. I should also probably mention that everything was in Swedish so I had no idea about any of the history behind anything, but it still looked like cool stuff.

I also ended up playing some beach volley(ball) at IKSU with 11 other people (I only knew David and Annika but the others were also foreign and Swedish students in the mentor program). It was pretty good and yes, they are in fact indoor beach volleyball courts with sand and everything. Very awesome. Tomorrow I'm going to get some bouldering in on the climbing wall and play some more beach volley.

Not to keep going on the food thing but it's really the only thing I spend money on anymore and I feel the need to continually complain about it since it makes me feel better about the amount of money I'm actually spending. Anyway, at the museum today I saw a typical Swedish kitchen from many many years ago. In this kitchen there was a shelf that contained milk. BUT, this milk was in normal milk cartons. So, in the time between then and now Sweden milk producers have actually devolved into the crap they have now. Damn you tetra packs and your "protecting what's important" nonsense!!

Another observation I came upon today was that everything is sweet. Well...maybe not everything, but a hell of a lot of things. I opened a jar of pickles today, they were sweet pickles. What?!? Nowhere on this jar could I make out anything that resembled sweet or looked like there was any indication of being sweet. But it's not just the pickles; all of the pasta sauce I've gotten so far has been sweet. A lot of drinks in the bar are sweet. The pretzels are sweet. Even the milk is a little sweeter. It's quite strange really. I mean, I'll live, but come on, either I have terrible luck and pulling things off the shelves or everything is really sweet.

The chocolate, however, I will NOT complain about. Seriously, it's probably the most amazing chocolate I've ever had in my life. Ben was right, Marabou milk chocolate is probably the best stuff in the world.

Despite all of the bad, or at least slightly annoying, I've noticed that all of the pizzas are made with real mozzarella cheese. I love this stuff and I'm pretty sure it makes pizza three or four hundred times better. No joke. But also on that note, you can find frozen cheese pizzas, or even Margerita as I finally learned it's called here. Not that I mind, I think all cheese pizzas should probably be made with spinach and tomato chunks and so on. But now it's time for a low key night of movie watching, that and getting some more pictures up...hopefully.

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